This is a song about "Al lugha"

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I make a way for my people to see the light

Cause see way back, i thought to fuck with you was impossible

Out-of-place and tore-up like al-qaeda with a jewish bible,

I know your man ain't lovin you right

Al-right, continue to impose my might.

I wear green hats because i'm fortunately lucky

Al give ye a tip seen as ye you canny see me visually

Because your booty mad thick behind them juicy ass lips

Mixed with diluted cider brewed with, tools from al-qaeda units

My philosophy is rocks and weed, a partna lean, the glock will squeeze

So, don't fuck with i'm like al pacino in his early twenties,